The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 32 Assistant Offer
"Dear Brother Oblomov, today's Utopia is not bumpy. I want you to come, so I have prepared a good meal."

"Oh, dear brother Oberonhof, I've been thinking of you, to be honest, I like you, and I brought some Vika wine as a gift to see you."

There was a voice of greeting at the door, and Gwen once again felt that his head was a bit big, and he used "Grey Tower" to call Gray Tower again, because the other party's name was Waldemar Aslovich Oberonhof, If it's a full name, you have to add his father's name 'Ace Alexander' and his grandfather's name 'Ashwemat Langer' and...

All in all, a total of seventeen generations.

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"Oh, this is the mind flayer... sir?"

The one who entered the room was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties who was wearing a long trench coat, had a well-groomed beard, resolute facial features, and a handsome appearance.

He wore an irresistible smile and said in an extremely magnetic voice: "Sure enough, he is a powerful source messenger, much stronger than the Gray Tower Brothers."

The man was a Ron, with the ears of a pinespoint dog.

"It's too absurd. Gray Tower is an excellent envoy of origin force. I'm still far behind him." Gwen said politely.

I hope that the gray tower will not listen seriously.

The middle-aged Ron En let out a groan, and took off his trench coat, revealing a neat shirt and trousers.Hanging the windbreaker on the back of the chair beside him, he walked towards Gwen and stretched out his left hand: "Let me introduce myself, I am called 'The Jackal of the Singed Cup', a bachelor of Zeit Worm Mystery. "

"Mind flayer, the mind flayer of the fellow."

Gwen shook hands with the other party, feeling the illusion of being burned.This man is the most powerful envoy of origin force he has ever seen so far. The strength of his origin force almost bursts out of his body. The skin, blood vessels...everywhere is condensed with powerful origin force.He is a person who is so strong that 'I don't know how the gray tower can recognize'.

"It's very rare, very rare. There are very few people who wake up from the strange talk and regain consciousness. Almost every one of them is the treasure of March and the Sea of ​​Void. I am really honored..." After the Jackal sat down, he showed Showing a scholarly attitude that is not in line with the 'strong man'.

It is also this gesture that reminds Gwen that the strong in Utopia are all 'knowledgeable people'.The same is true for the 'Long Yan' who must be killed, so if you want to fight with it, you must not defeat it with clever tactics like you did in your previous life to deceive warriors who don't know the gold content of the 'Portable Powerful Crossbow'.

"It's rare, isn't it?" Gray Tower glanced at Gwen, "Is there no harm in waking up from the strange talk?"

"how could be?"

The jackal said in a tone of 'reprimanding the students', "Ghost talk is a miracle, and miracle is a name used to describe 'the source power of a level similar to that of an ancient witch'. , is enough to touch the legendary realm, 'the realm of the ancient witch'."

He said in an envious tone: "In the case of mind flayers, no matter whether it is the March Sect or the False Sea Sect, they will be willing to take it under their command and conduct a lot of teaching. It is said that the two Sects have spent a lot of money. Yuan Jin went to develop the reserves of strange talkers, so that one day when he meets the ancient witch, he can have a slight chance and chance."

Although Huita didn't speak, there was an expression of "that's all right" that made Gwen unhappy.

Gwen has been accustomed to facing malice all year round, and facing this kind of unreasonable kindness, after all, it is a bit difficult to deal with, or a bit shy.

"Strong source power potential, excellent physical data, and extraordinary reaction ability. And when learning the secret code, it can also reduce the corrosion of the poison of knowledge. It is simply a perfect trait. So you gray tower There is no need to worry about your friend, I am afraid that he only needs to go out for a month on the road of source power, and he will be able to surpass you."

One day is fine.

Gwen didn't say it and it hurt Bear's heart.

"It's a matter of course that the mind flayer surpasses me. Isn't my talent in source power so good? Even the sparks may surpass me, let alone the rabbit... Ha, looking at it this way, I am indeed The weaker one in our group."

The Jackal shook his head slightly: "I don't know enough. Let me tell you, it's better if you are Zet than guarding a secret investigation without a secret code? Even if you want to buy a secret code, if you buy it Those secret books that are poisonous to knowledge and difficult to understand are just a waste of effort."

"Haha, Jackal, you're still the same as before, always telling me not to do stupid things."

Seeing that he deliberately changed the topic, Jackal also covered it up, raised the bottle and laughed: "That's right, let's have a drink together."

The dinner was sumptuous, the sour diced red cabbage soup was delicious, and there was even... rice!
In Utopia, rice is a very expensive and rare food. If you use oil soil to grow rice, the area required is not at the same level as other convenient Utopia crops. Therefore, if you want to eat rice every meal, only the car leader characters.

There is also such a delicacy as braised osso shank in red wine.

Coupled with the strange fried fish similar to squirrel fish, Gwen almost ate his own tongue.The food in Utopia is also amazing, which made him realize that 'Utopia also has history'. Born in a country of foodies, he knows the history of the region, and generally only reads the history of food. If the only delicious food is hamburger fast food, don't pretend to be your own. It has a long history.

Jackal and Grizzly were middle-aged men, they drank two or three glasses in a row without getting drunk at all.

The jackal raised his cup and asked, "Can you drink mind flayer?"

"Yes, because (this body) is twenty-five years old."

"Oh, I really can't see it?"

The Jackal let out an exclamation as he poured Gwen a drink.

"Although talking about business while drinking and eating will be a bit of a shame, I'll still tell you about the help I can bring to you."

He raised two fingers:
"First, it is very difficult to track down a ghost story aimlessly...and to hunt such a ghost story, one must possess 'objects related to the original ghost story'. What the Special Investigation Bureau has in its hands is a gun and a A dagger. Although we don’t have it in our hands, but you yourself… What I provide is the information inside the Special Investigation Bureau, and I will search for information for us everywhere.”

"Second, I will open up all the first-hand scenes to you. Don't worry, the Special Investigation Bureau needs to apply to enter the scene or 'accidents happen'. As a member of the local crew, we have a great advantage in this regard."

"I will declare to the outside world that you are the assistant I am looking for locally... I heard from the Gray Tower that you have a degree in genetics?"

Gwen nodded slightly: "That's right."

Although memory told him 'you don't have much memory of degrees', instinct and thinking told him 'it's ok, you'll have it', so he replied: "I do have a degree."

"That's good."

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